"Lord Zuo Ling is taking a lunch break, Da Guan Ling, what is the matter with your looking adult? The small ones will inform you. The little soldier nodded at Na Dachun and smiled.

"Damn, take a lunch break, you must be wrapped in the quilt with that old hairy woman again, right?!" Da Chun scolded enviously and jealously. "Don't you go in and tell Lord Zuo Ling, Boss Liang, who came last time, is here, and he has brought a big customer, if the spread is slow, you kid is waiting to be kicked!"

Not long after, Enkebu, who was rolling on the pit with the Russian girl with plump breasts and fat buttocks, heard the trembling words of the little soldiers outside the door, and roared between his brows, and came to an acceleration, and finally finished the matter, he was happy, but the Russian girl under him had a grudge on his face, and his mouth was frequently complaining, perhaps because of the ugly scolding, which provoked the panting Enkebu to slap on her fat and white ass, and reluctantly took a few more handfuls, made the woman laugh, and then she laughed and scolded in a low voice. "You scratching, see how the master cleans you up at night!"

wiped the sweat from his forehead, and scolded the soldier who was waiting outside for a reply: "Go over and tell Da Chun that kid, Lao Tzu will come, let him wait for that Boss Liang, if he is lazy, Lao Tzu will pick his skin!" ”

The soldiers outside the door responded and ran away, and Enkebu stood up from the warm pit, his fur slid off his body, revealing a sturdy ** figure, with luxuriant body hair, with his hideous ugly face, like a man and bear doing evil in the mountains and forests.

"Boss Liang, is that the southerner who gave you beautiful silk last time?" The Russian girl pulled the animal skin to cover the surging waves on her chest, and her face was surprised.

"Who else can there be besides him, that Lao Tzu villain is good, generous, I don't know what good things I brought to Lao Tzu this time." Naenkebu was wearing his clothes and pants, and he smiled.

"Preferably silk, or that kind of beautiful porcelain, my dear, look at the broken ones you asked me to use, no better than our Russian pottery......," the Russian wive, blinking her light brown eyes, moved and squeezed over to Nkebu, who was sitting on the edge of the pit in his shirt and pants.

"Okay, mother, you little girl, you know you want to ...... all day long Damn, fortunately, Lao Tzu eats the wild ginseng and bear paws every day, otherwise he really can't hold this fox spirit. Nkebu stretched out his hand and smiled and rubbed a few handfuls on the two exaggerated clumps on the Russian girl's chest before he walked out of the room amid the scolding of the painful Russian woman.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

Enkebu soon came to the front hall, saw that Liang Yaocai and the Dutch businessman Aroso, and heard that Liang Yaocai introduced the identity and intention of the Aroso, Enkebu couldn't help but be happy, when he saw the beautiful silk, Western pocket watch, the Japanese knife and other gifts that were brought up, Enkebu was no less affectionate to that Liang Yaocai than the Dachun just now.

"Wine, good wine!" Nkebu yelled towards the door, but before his voice could reach the ground, he let Liang Yaocai hold him. "My lord, Liang has bought a lot of wine from Guizhou from the south, and he has brought it with him today, please taste it and see how it goes?" As he spoke, Liang Yaocai glanced at Liang Jinshui.

Liang Jinshui comprehended and slapped open the sealing mud of one of the large altars, opened the mouth of the altar, and a mellow and rich aroma of wine suddenly emanated from the mouth of the altar.

"Damn, what kind of wine is this, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant......" Enkebu's eyes glowed green, his mouth was wide open, and his nose sniffed deeply, as if an old dog who was almost starving to death smelled the smell of stew coming from the crack in the wall.

This wine is called Moutai, and Liang accidentally heard about this wine from the mouth of an old drinking friend, and knew that adults were in the bitter cold and liked to drink spirits. Therefore, it was purchased with a lot of money. Liang Yaocai said with a smile. Nonsense, can Liang Dashao's favorite wine be a good wine?

The reason why Liang Pengfei likes Moutai is naturally because it is known as the national liquor in later generations, but the Moutai liquor drunk in later generations is far from being comparable to today's Moutai, and the output of Moutai in later generations is only more than 1,000 tons, but I don't know how many thousands of bottles are sold every year.

In order to make the plan go smoothly this time, Liang Pengfei specially reluctantly pulled out eighteen jars of Moutai wine and handed it to Liang Yaocai, in order to make the task more smooth.

The soldiers standing at the door also gathered around, constantly sniffing the aroma of wine that overflowed in the room, with a face of intoxication and greed, and the sound of swallowing saliva was endless.

Da Chun is not much better. "My lord, let's open the meat tonight, how about tasting this Moutai?"

"Damn, no, Boss Liang sent Lao Tzu, I want to drink, and I want to go to Boss Liang by myself." Nkebu is worthy of being a good drinker, and his hands are protected in front of the wine jar, with a posture that whoever dares to step forward will fight for his life.

Da Chun was not lightly angry, and scolded uncleanly in his mouth, and Liang Yaocai next to him quickly inserted himself in the middle to laugh. "Don't argue between the two adults, these five jars of two hundred and fifty catties of wine are all gifts for adults, and there are several altars on Liang's boat, which are for Lord Dachun and the brothers, after all, the business will be big in the future, and the brothers will have to be bothered to help."

As soon as Liang Yaocai said this, the Eight Banners soldiers gathered outside shouted one after another. When Enkebu heard this, his eyes rolled a few times, but after all, these soldiers had been with him for many years, and if he really swallowed them all, he was afraid that he would not be able to say it, besides, Liang Yaocai whispered to him that every time he came here to trade in the future, he would bring one or two altars to honor himself, and Enkebu slapped his thigh proudly. "Okay, that's it. Tell the brothers, prepare all the game for Lao Tzu, and today, let's Niu Lu have a good fucking meal! ”

Hearing this, the cheers outside were probably a few points higher than the victory in battle. Liang Jinshui stretched out his eyes, and the two bodyguards walked out of the hall and beckoned a group of soldiers to go with them to get wine, and the rest went to get game and prepare all kinds of meals.

"Boss Liang, do you think this Dutch Yi can really ask for all the mountain goods we have here?" After the soldiers dispersed happily, Nanke stopped Liang Yaocai, and from time to time looked up at Arozo, who had chatted happily with Na Dachun through an interpreter.

"He is seven, I am three, whatever you take out, we will eat, but, Liang is a businessman after all, I have to say that in the future, no one can sell the goods you have here, we are round, you look at this price list, if it is suitable, we will settle it." Liang Yaocai recovered the face of the merchant at this moment, and began to bargain with that Enkebu, the two fought for spittle, that Liang Yaocai was defeated after all, and retreated step by step, in the end, Enkebu looked at the price list with undried ink with satisfaction, and looked happy. "Hahaha...... Okay, I know that Boss Liang is refreshing. ”

"Lord En, you are just making a fool of me, and at this price, I can only earn an errand money." Liang Yaocai's face was bitter, and he was indeed a little depressed, if he really wanted to follow his surname as a shopkeeper for many years, where would he let this guy lose such a large amount of profits, but in order to successfully complete the task, Liang Yaocai didn't bother to worry about anything with the dying person.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

The crescent moon hung on the top of the snow-capped mountain, smearing the earth with a layer of silver ash, in the inner village of sea cucumbers, the butter torches illuminated the hall with bright lights, the fragrant wine of the scorching game, and the aroma of the sparkling wine in the bowls pushed the atmosphere again and again.

"Brother, why don't you go in and get cold and hungry here?" A sailor who had stepped down from the ship, with a toothpick in his mouth and a satisfied expression on his face, smiled at the five Eight Banner soldiers who were crowded into the small hut on the edge of the dock and surrounded a bunch of fire-burning fathers and scolding their mothers.

"The dog said, it's not those bastards, let a few of us drink the northwest wind here, they are good, they eat fragrant and spicy food, so they sent us a few of these broken things." Looking at the small wine pot in his hand, which was less than half a catty, the scolding of the soldiers of the Eight Banners became even higher.

"Tut-tut, a few old brothers look like fierce men, this little bit of wine, let alone enjoyable, I'm afraid it's not enough to stuff your teeth." The sailor looked at the small flask in the captain's hand with a look of disdain.

"Who said it wasn't, damn, there's no wine, how can this meat be eaten?" The other Eight Banners soldier also had a burning face, and he was stupidly biting the roe deer leg meat on the side of his mouth with his teeth.

"That's right...... This one. The sailor stretched out his hand and scratched his scalp, and hit a big drink, as if he wanted to say something and stopped, and one of the soldiers of the Eight Banners, who had awakened a little, suddenly brightened his eyes, stretched out his elbow and slapped the captain, making a look.

"Hehe, I said this brother, come in and sit down, warm up by the fire, by the way, brother, do you still have any wine on the boat?" The captain was not an idiot either, and after comprehending it, he moved a place with a smiling face and motioned for the sailor to sit down.

"This ...... Yes, there is, the old brothers are hungry for wine, and the younger brother can see it at a glance, but the younger brother is afraid that he will take it, and when the time comes, a few old brothers will violate the military law and eat the board, and the younger brother will really not go. ”

"Committing his bird's feather military law, damn it, those dogs are still drunk, just a few of us are drinking here. Brother, just bring it, Lao Tzu has been in this sea cucumber for more than 20 years, and those dogs are still drunk when they are on duty, and I haven't seen any thieves come to our broken place where birds don't shit to make trouble. An old man in his fifties scolded indignantly.

"Several old brothers have said this, if the younger brother doesn't agree again, won't he become a miser. Okay, but don't blame the little brother when the time comes. The sailor nodded, turned his head and called twice at the ship anchored at the dock, and in a short time the sailor and the soldiers of the Eight Banners were so drunk that they were red-faced, and at last, the sailor finally fell to the ground without the strength of the wine, and with a snap, the bowl in his hand was shattered to the ground. When the soldiers of the Eight Banners were laughing wildly, they suddenly felt that their eyes were dark, and then they felt that their mouths were covered by something, and then their necks were cold and swishing, and they could no longer make a sound in their throats, and they could no longer breathe a trace of fresh air.

The fifty-year-old Baqi stared wide-eyed, and before that consciousness dissipated, he saw that the sailor who should have been drunk on the ground had already got up quickly, glanced at this side coldly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Do it!" ”

Countless agile black shadows passed his line of sight and swooped down towards the wall of the sea cusplors.

(To be continued)